So that's where the penis goes...

So I always thought that there could not have been a less sexually repressive upbringing than my Catholic one, but at least if it came down to the big nasty I'd know where to place my johnson having seen enough jpeg format porn. In China, where free speech and internet access is restricted, they're not as lucky. Slate columnist Michelle Tsai gives an interesting look at the sexually repressive culture found in China where university aged first time couples have to look to literary classics for basic sex ed advice

"The first time Hu Jing tried to have sex with her college boyfriend, there was a technical difficulty. "We knew we had to use a condom," she said. "But we didn't know how."

Faced with this conundrum, Hu and her boyfriend went looking for answers—he from his more experienced friends, she from the university library, where she combed through Dream of the Red Chamber, a literary classic from the Qing Dynasty.

The following week, they reconvened for a second try. This time, they managed to roll on the condom but then … well, where was the penis supposed to go? It took another week of research before they succeeded in doing the deed"

and where the prescribed form of contraception is an abortion

"But by the time they graduated, all four roommates were sleeping with boys, and the girl on the bunk below Hu had had three abortions in one year"

Yes, three abortions in one year. I've never even had major surgery performed on me, unless you count the time I got my wisdom teeth out. You'd think that a country that prescribes to a one-child policy would educate its people about how to have sex and avoid pregnancy. Instead you have 20 year old girls who have had "four abortions", girls that don't know how frequently they should change their pads (what a complete lack of common sense and basic hygiene) and a culture that will not know how to handle itself in a globalized world.